Strawbs – Hanging In The Gallery (Ukulele)

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Is it the painter or the picture

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Admired by countless thousands

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Who attempt to read the secrets

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Of his vision of his very soul.

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Is it the painter or the picture

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Hanging in the gallery?

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Or is it but a still life

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Of his own interpretation

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Of the way that God had made us

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In the image of His eye?

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Is it the sculptor or the sculpture

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standing  in the gallery?

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Touched by fleeting strangers

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Who desire to feel the strength of hands

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That realised a form of life.

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Is it the sculptor or the sculpture

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standing in the gallery?

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Or is it but the tenderness

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With which his hands were guided

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To discard the unessentials

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And reveal the perfect truth?

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Is it the actor or the drama

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Playing to the gallery?

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Heard in every corner

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Of the theatre of cruelty\par

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That masks the humour in his speech.

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Is it the actor or the drama

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Playing to the gallery?

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Or is it but the character

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Of any single member of the audience

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That forms the plot

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Of each and every play?

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Is it the singer or his likeness

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Hanging in the gallery?

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Tongue black, still and swollen,

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His eyes staring from their sockets,

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He is silent now, will sing no more.

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Is it the singer or his likeness

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Hanging in the gallery?

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Or is it but his conscience,

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Insecurity, and loneliness,

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When destiny becomes at last

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The cause of his demise?